I don't have a recent photo ready yet, but I'll tell you about my family's cat (I no longer live in the same house, so whether she can still be called "my cat" is debatable). Millie is 18 1/2 years old. Going by the modern veterinary system -- 15 for the first year, 9 for the second, and 4 for each thereafter -- that makes 90 cat years. Going by the simple old system of seven times the human rate, she would be 130.

Does she show it? Millie still scampers once in a while, but her arthritic back makes her have to think hard before jumping. She also seems to have gone completely deaf, with a declining sense of smell. If no one is directly in her field of view, she is likely to whine.

Axelgear wrote:Hey everyone who comes here, I made this topic to try and cheer people up. So I now present what I hope will be the first of many images that make people smile: My Sugar Glider, Dweebit.

Arrr, curse you and your evil cuteness, who would have thought a poster like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness, aaah the pink noses and pink toeses, I'm meeelllllllltingggggg.....

"What was that popping noise ?"
"A paradigm shifting without a clutch."
--Dilbert

My family kept pets, but living on my own I realized that I can't be so cruel as to keep an animal in the kind of home I run. The ones I remember best are:

Tinkerbill - a stray we found when we moved. (Hey, we were ages 5-9. We didn't know it was male!) Often let out at night, until he didn't come "home".

Cleopatra - IIRC a beagle/daschaund mix. Put down gently after a severe back injury.

Jimmy & Uncle Jennifer - Two from the same litter. Jenny was thought to be female by everyone including the vet - until he sliced her open. Jimmy lasted until in old age he couldn't fight of an infection; Jenny outlasted his brother until he became even stranger and was causing damage.

Winifred - Winny was something like a cocker mix, with semi-long clumpy hair. I don't remember how she passed.

Jasper - A cat a sister got after she first moved out, but passed to Mom & Dad at one point. I think he was retrieved by said sister.

When it became just my parents at the house, the pets were cared for but never replaced.